Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Pass to Pass

Still a taboo is breaking wind,

Especially in public place.

And people glare that I have sinned

In manner that gets in their face.

But more and more as time does pass,

Older I get, harder for me

To keep myself from passing gas.

Getting impossible to be

Holding the pressure in my bowel.

A pass to pass, us seniors should

Get no matter how smelly foul,

Non lethal in all likelihood.

Break the taboo of public fart,

The gas station is where I'll start.